Here I am being interviewed on Days of Revolt with Chris Hedges, whose genius of spirit and radicalizing brilliance I have long loved and admired. And just to give you a heads-up, I may have compared myself favorably to Jesus at some point during our discussion. I blame my puny breakfast, the hot lights and the completely unfounded sense of indestructibility coming off my brand new tie clip. Dig it.
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They gave me a lobotomy. A fucking lobotomy!!!
They want me to go to the library and read the New York Times.
I kick the shit out of them and it doesn’t help. I am still a lobotomized moron kicking the shit out of other less aware brainwashed over-confident over-compensating smart-ass lobotomized guilt-ridden child-morons.
I can’t even watch something as benign as Democracy Now anymore, or smoke weed as a grownup, but for some reason I was able to watch this.
C’est La Vie
Que Sera Sera
I am still Charlie Butthole.
Equinox by John Coltrane
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5m2HN2y0yV8
Hedges mention of Otto Dix was not entirely inappropriate IMO. Nice showing of some of your better work.
I forgot to mention The Clamp.
Is there a release date for “Cartooning from Deep End” and any plans for another collection of work after “Go Fish?”
Hey Mark – the documentary is in post production at the moment. The test screening of it back in October went really well and brought the filmmaker more backers. Should be done for real in a few months. And, yes, I have a couple books ready to show to publishers and hope to have them available end of 2016/beginning of 2017. Working on potential animated tv projects, too. Stay tuned. In the meantime you can check out the book I did after Go Fish, which is called WARNING! Graphic Content, available on Amazon and elsewhere. Dig it.
Was wondering about the documentary. Glad to hear that’s moving along.
Which Reservoir Dog are you? Are you going to join Harvey Keitel, Michael Madsen, and Tim Roth at a diner for lunch while Quentin Tarentino tells stories about Madonna lyrics?
Go fuck yourself beak.